This is a song about "Left"

Take her on a long ride

Left her outta the limelight

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Contending factions, left with descending passions.

Friend after friend left me

To them it's just a story

Your father left you for another

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

I ain't interested in fame

Right now using my left brain

Cause it's friday, it's blacc friday

Got nothing left to say

With the rest who are left

Life has put her to the test